FriendlySeduction (6 page)

Rob gently laid Sara on his bed. His heart still felt lodged
in his throat. The sight of her standing at the door about to walk out had made
him take a long, serious look at his actions. His stomach clenched as he
remembered that look on her face—her shimmering eyes and trembling jaw. They
had to make it up to her. He had to be a better man.

He looked over and saw a determined expression on Marc’s
face that no doubt graced his own as well. This would be a day none of them
would ever forget.

Jerking his head, Rob motioned Marc over to the other side
of the room for a quick conference. “Let’s light some candles and draw the
curtains. We need a calm and romantic atmosphere. More so than earlier.”

“And no more smart-ass comments. We definitely don’t want a
repeat of last time.” Marc said exactly what Rob was thinking. If only they’d
gotten their heads out of their asses earlier.

Rob shook off his gloom—they had more important things to
do.

They started on opposite sides of the room and worked
efficiently. Rob closed the blinds while Marc lit candles, softening the
lighting into a warm glow. Would music help the mood or push them into cheesy
territory?

Rob mentally ran through his MP3 playlist. Barry White would
be too cheesetastic. Maybe some slow Celtic tunes turned down low. Nah, not
quite what he was going for. He finally settled on an R&B playlist an old
girlfriend had loaded for him. No need to fill Sara in on its origins.

He turned back to the bed to find Marc already cuddled up to
Sara, kissing. It was a sight he’d have to get used to if they were going to
make this work. He shoved down the bitter, jealous part of him clawing to the
surface.

If this was ever going to work, if he was ever going to be
with Sara, he’d have to get used to seeing them together. Rob turned around to
block the scene if only for a moment.

Taking advantage of their inattention, he quickly stripped.
One less thing to worry about later. He took a deep breath to settle himself
and turned back just in time to watch Marc undress Sara. Man, she was gorgeous.
As her shirt cleared her arms, her breasts bounced from the motion. There
wasn’t a hotter sight on this earth.

Rob quickly jumped on the bed to join the amorous couple.

“Mmmmn,” he groaned in appreciation. He loved the way her
nipples immediately tightened with the slightest manipulation. He was
definitely a breast man and Sara had the best set in three counties.

“Oh,” Sara cried as both he and Marc suckled at her breasts.
Apparently Marc was a breast man as well. Not a big shocker there. Any man in
the vicinity of Sara couldn’t help it.

He pulled back and nipped at the tip. Sara groaned in
response. He nipped again, a little harder. She wiggled and arched into him,
offering her breasts for more delicious torture. Rob smiled as he rolled her
nipple between his thumb and finger. His girl liked it just a little rough.
That pleased him just fine.

He continued to torment her with his fingers and his tongue.
Out of the corner or his eye, he watched Marc inch down her torso, licking and
nibbling his way to her pussy. Caught up in the moment, the sight of the other
man didn’t make him flinch as it would have earlier. Instead Rob was torn, he
couldn’t decide what was hotter—having Sara arching into his mouth or watching
her hips dance as Marc ran his finger up and down the slick lips of her pussy.

Sara began to pant, her chest heaving as they continued
their torment.

Rob looked up into her passion-glazed eyes. But still
through all the ardor, a question mark loomed. Was she worried about him and
Marc getting along or was she still hung up about her body? Either way, they
were silly fears.

He covered her lips with his, reassuring her with a bruising
intensity. He tried to funnel all his love and emotion into Sara, into their
kiss.

As if they shared the same mind, Marc lowered his head and
began lapping at Sara’s pussy. Sara tensed in response, her body drawn as tight
as a violin string.

Rob broke their kiss. “Just relax, babe,” he murmured.
“Don’t think about anything. Just feel.”

Sara took a deep breath, her shoulders still rigid with
tension.

Rob once again took her lips. He commanded with his kiss,
wanting her to think only of him, only of their kiss, before he gentled,
coaxing her to lead him in a thrust and parry. While he distracted her, he
continued to pluck and tease her swollen nipples, pinching them just enough to
cause her to catch her breath in a hiss before she moaned in pleasure.

Gauging her body, Rob knew she was close to orgasm. A new
tension throbbed through her as she hovered at the pinnacle. Rob pinched both
nipples in unison while Marc attacked her clit in a flickering kiss.

Sara snapped, her body quivering as she went over the edge
of her sexual high.

More than anything, Rob wished his fingers were buried deep
in her pussy, enjoying the amazing feeling of her body rippling around him.
Once again, he pushed down his jealous feelings. This was Sara’s moment. He
wanted to be with her and this was the only way to see that happen. He just
needed to suck it up. After all, he finally had his heavenly girl in his arms
after waiting so long.

Rob cuddled up to her, murmuring comforting sounds, and
tried to block the sight of Marc doing the same on her other side.

Sara sighed in contentment. She knew there was more to
come—the air crackled with tension but she took a moment to enjoy the boneless
sensation from her orgasm combined with the awesome feeling of cuddling with
her two guys.

Before Marc and Rob, she’d only had orgasms in the privacy
of her own bedroom. In the dark. There was something deliciously decadent about
making love in the full light of day—let alone with two guys. She couldn’t hold
back the smug little grin curling at her lips.

“Looks like someone is feeling pretty damn good,” Marc
whispered huskily in her ear. He pressed up against her side, his jeans rasping
against her naked hip. The hard, insistent length of him reminded her that they
still had more yummy fun on the horizon.

Her grin grew wider. “Yup, I’m feeling freaking fantastic.”

“Let’s see if we can’t make it even better this next time.”
Rob, ever the competitive man, slid down her side and took up residence between
her thighs.

Sara held in a moan as he teased and tormented her. First he
petted her, sliding his fingers up and down her slit, slipping inside her to
stroke gently all the while maintaining a steady rhythm. Just when she got into
his flow, he pulled away to attack her clit, flicking with his fingers and
nibbling with his lips. God, it was torture. She would get so close before he
pulled away and found a new erogenous zone to tease.

She focused all her attention on Rob and the sensations he
aroused until a rustling on the side of the bed broke her concentration. Sara
had forgotten Marc was even in bed with her. Turning her head, she found him
reclining on his side, propped up on his arm and staring avidly at her face.
Sara closed her eyes in mortification. God, if she hadn’t felt naked before,
she definitely did now.

“Uh-uh, baby. None of that.” Marc brushed something across
her closed lids.

Sara’s cheeks burned while she opened her eyes and stared
into Marc’s. She felt so exposed meeting his gaze. She wanted to look away, wanted
to protect herself from this vulnerability. But she couldn’t. A fire smoldered
in his gaze and drew her in deeper.

She gasped as Rob’s caresses grew in intensity, faster and
faster until she hovered on the edge. Marc held her close and seized her lips just
as she went over. Her entire body racked with her convulsions. She couldn’t
hold back her cry as electricity raced through her veins and had her muscles
quivering. Her pussy milked the fingers still inside her, clenching and
releasing until her orgasm ebbed to ripples quaking her body.

As she came back to herself, she became aware of Marc
kissing her cheeks—sipping the tears she must have cried—while Rob nuzzled her
trembling thighs. That had to be the most amazing orgasm she had ever had in
her life. The connection between them—all three of them—was indescribable. She
couldn’t imagine having a moment like this with anyone else.

A girl could definitely get used to orgasms at the hands of
these two.

“Ready for the finale?”

Sara took a gulp of air.
Finale?
There was more? She
really didn’t think she could handle much more.

“It’s okay, darlin’. We’ll go easy on you this time.”

Sara gulped again at Marc’s reassurance. Somehow she didn’t
feel any better. “I don’t know, guys. I don’t think I can take much more.”

She moaned as Rob started stroking her again. Maybe she had
enough in her for one more…

God, she was turning into a glutton. But with the promise of
more orgasms like the last one on the horizon, she couldn’t help herself. “So
what happens next?”

Rob leaned over and opened the nightstand drawer. “Marc here
is going to suit up.” He slapped a neon-green condom in Marc’s hand. “And I’m
going to reacquaint myself with the twins.” The comical leer on Rob’s face was
priceless.

Sara giggled at the combination of Rob’s face and the
disbelieving look on Marc’s as he took in the oddly colored condom.

“What the hell, man? I’m not a circus performer.”

Rob glared back. “Go dig out your own then,” he said through
clenched teeth.

Sara tensed at the new undercurrents filling the room. She
wasn’t entirely sure what was going on but it made her feel uncertain and a
little nervous.

Rob and Marc exchanged a long, intense look.

Marc broke the moment by ripping the wrapper open, stripping
off his jeans then quickly donning the condom. “Nope, this is just fine.”

“Good.”

Sara watched the exchange in silence. What was going on? Why
were they circling each other like two junkyard dogs? Today should be fun. If
anyone should be nervous it was her, damn it. “I think you guys need to loosen
up. This shouldn’t be a chore.”

Marc chuckled unevenly. “You’re right, honey. We’re just a
little nervous.”

“Yeah, you’re my first virgin.”

“Mine too.”

Sara suddenly knew what a gazelle felt like when two lions
stalked her. Rob slid over so that Marc could steal into the middle of the bed.
Marc crawled between her legs while Rob reclined on his side next to her. Her
gaze flickered between Rob and Marc, taking in both intense stares. Her body
began to tremble.

“Aww, none of that now.” Rob brushed the hair from her eyes
before kissing her cheek. “It won’t be fun for any of us if you’re tense,
baby.”

Sara nodded and took a deep breath. It didn’t help the
trembling though.

Rob smiled slightly. “There’s nothing to worry about, babe.
We’re right here and we’re going to go at your pace.”

Marc caressed her thigh. “This is your show.”

“Here, sit up a sec.” Rob pulled her into a sitting position
and then slipped in behind her.

Sara groaned as Rob ran his hands up and down her sides in a
teasing caress that never touched her breasts and yet made her nipples throb.

“See I’ll be right here behind you—”

“While I lead the way,” Marc finished.

She took a deep breath as a calm came over her. She was
going to be okay. Her guys would make sure of it. But she still couldn’t stop
the trembling.

Both men sought to distract her. Rob breathed hotly into her
ear, nibbling her earlobe in his special way as he plucked and teased her
nipples into throbbing peaks. God, that man knew all her weaknesses.

Meanwhile, Marc tickled the seam between her legs. Never
advancing, just stroking her up and down until she could feel her arousal
leaking out. But still, he didn’t go further, just continued stroking. It drove
her crazy. Why was he just teasing her?
Come on already!
Finally she
couldn’t take it anymore.

“What are you doing? Do you need a road map?” she snapped.

Rob chuckled in her ear. “Your pace—remember, babe?”

Marc pulled back with a satisfied smirk. “Ready for more, I
take it?”

“Yes, goddamn it.” Sara couldn’t keep the bite out of her
voice.

She gasped as Marc lifted her legs up and out, spreading her
wide. Rob reached around her and grabbed the backs of her thighs, holding her
open for Marc. Her whole body tingled in anticipation of what she knew was
coming next. God, she had waited for this moment for so long. She moaned as
Marc went back to his teasing, smoothing his fingers up and down. After a few
more agonizing seconds, she growled in frustration.

Marc chuckled. “Okay, okay. I get it.”

She held her breath as Marc advanced his neon-green,
latex-covered cock toward her. Sara closed her eyes as he began to enter her.

Marc stopped. “Uh-uh. Look at me.”

Her face heated as she obeyed his command. She knew she
wouldn’t be able to hide. Looking into his face, she saw a gentle understanding
combined with a straining hunger. Sara immediately relaxed. This was Marc, her
best friend since forever. He would take care of her.

As he advanced again, Sara couldn’t believe the stretching,
almost burning sensation. She’d only played with a dildo once or twice since
she much preferred clitoral stimulation. When Marc became fully seated inside
her, she couldn’t help but clench down on him in response.

“Fuck, don’t do that, princess.”

Rob chuckled behind her as he played with her nipples.
“Sensory overload?”

“I can’t help it. Especially when you do that.” Sara groaned
when Rob nibbled her earlobe while he plucked her nipples. The combination had
her clenching around Marc again.

“Holy shit. I can’t take much more of this,” Marc grumbled.

“Me neither! Move already,” Sara gasped.